I had been rubbing his hard little penis through his jeans. I was breathing hard and wishing I were wearing a skirt instead of pants so I could get my...fingers into my pussy. I was hot! Oh sweet Jesus was I ever hot.My fingers were on his zipper when I heard the back door slam and Keith call out:"Mom, I'm home."I hurriedly broke away from Dan and pulled my sweater down. When Keith walked into the room Dan and I were sitting and looking like we were talking. Keith took in the scene and said:"Hey. Pankaj Sangita se baat karna chahata tha par mauka hi nahi mil raha tha. Sangita bhi Pankaj se baat karna chahati thi par sharm se woh kar nahi paa rahi thi. Akhir mai Sangita ko milne ki Pankaj ne pori planning ki. Woh janta tha ki dophar ko society mai ekdum sannata rehta hai. Ghar ke mard kaam pe jate hai aur unki biwi ghar ka kaam poora karke zara aaram karti hai. 3-4 baar Pankaj ne Sangita ko doophar ko ghar aate dekha tha. Sangita ko doophar ke waqt milne ka usne faisla kiya, us din. She wore a silk blue pajama two piece that covered her body, though as the material fell upon her body it exentuated her best features. As she stood with the powerful rays of the sun shining upon her, she looked up at the blue sky from her tent. Her long flowing auburn hair came well past her shoulder blades. Her body was slender yet not thin as a rake as many noble woman did to themselves. Her face was that which made many noble woman were jealous, a sharp complexion that held beautiful jade. Thand bhi achhchhi lag rahi thi. Maine apne sath laya chddar apne uper leke window ke paas baitha tha. Do tin station baad ek ladki jiski umar muskil se 18 saal hogi aur uske sath ek aadmi bhi tha shayad uska baap hoga. Raat ki train hone ki wajah se jyada bhid bhad nahio hoti thi. Wo aadmi ne us ladki ko mere paas bithya aur wo bhi uske baju me baith gaya phir 3 – 4 station ka baad wo admi ladki ko bola ki tu ye saab ke baju me soja aur mai yaha niche old newspaper bichhake sota hu. Uper wala.